“A Place Of Stone”*

Thomas Robertson

To my friends cast out.

“Amid a place of stone,
Be secret and exult,
Because of all things known
That is most difficult.”

William Butler Yeats
“To A Friend Whose Work Has Come To Nothing” (ll. 13-16)


Were I the poet worthy
to carry the sandals

of William Butler Yeats
or even fit to kneel down,

undo his sandal straps,
I would excoriate the air

with words cleaving stone–
that brazen smile,

that heart the potter’s field.

Alex Guillaume

And God said,
“Be still, and know that I am God.”

And Jesus said,
“Be compassionate as your Father

is compassionate. Do not judge,
and you will not be judged yourselves;

do not condemn, and you will not
be condemned yourselves;

grant pardon, and you will be pardoned. . . .

Julian Dutton

because the amount you measure out
is the amount you will be given back.”

So I am rightly judged, my grief
a wailing wall bullet pocked.

I wave forgiveness.

Martin Brecht

* William Butler Yeats. “To A Friend Whose Work Has Come To Nothing.” The Collected Poems of W. B. Yeats, The Macmillan Company, Eighteenth Printing, 1972, p. 107; First Edition, 1933.


Psalm 46:10 (KJV)

Luke 6: 36-38 (The Jerusalem Bible)